Taking the Queen

Twilight leaned forward, pressing her chest to the mattress. Twice, Chrysalis had demonstrated that she had the ability to create pleasure for her partner; first by tongue-fucking her arse, then with her hoof gyrating between her hips while holding her close. Now she was bent over the bed, panting as Chrysalis fished around inside of her wardrobe.

"What are you looking for?" asked Twilight, growing more nervous.

"Something that will make you very happy," answered Chrysalis. "Trust me, you'll love this."

She hiked up her dress and stepped into her harness, sliding the strap-on up her thighs. Chrysalis had gathered a fair bit of information from Twilight's emotional state. She could practically smell exactly what she wanted, and it was almost doable. There was just one more thing that needed doing.

With deft hooves, Chrysalis wrapped a blindfold twice around Twilight's head, cutting off her vision. "What are you doing?"

"Everypony knows that depriving you of one sense improves your others," answered Chrysalis. "Putting on the blindfold helps you feel it, and makes everything more of a surprise. You'll never know what I'm about to do, because I'm going to be silent throughout."

"Why?"

Chrysalis did not answer, already enacting her silence. She wanted Twilight to forget who she was with, and imagine that she was with a big, strong stallion with a chiseled jaw and deep blue eyes. She could not match the visage, or swap out her voice, or anything like that, so she had to improvise.

She removed her dress and tied up her breasts to keep them from ruining the illusion, letting Twilight sit in anticipation for a moment. When she felt she was ready, she gently placed her hoof between Twilight's shoulders. She had definitely done this right, as Twilight suddenly tensed up, panting softly as Chrysalis ran her hoof slowly along her spine, stopping just above her tail.

Chrysalis folded her tongue back to let it be about the shape of a typical pony tongue and dragged it up Twilight's thigh. Anypony walking by could have smelled Twilight's arousal, and as Chrysalis placed her hooves on Twilight's hips to mount her, Twilight spread her legs significantly, forcing Chrysalis to stoop down in order to mount her. This immediately choreographed to Chrysalis that the stallion that Twilight was imagining was shorter than her current partner. That was a long list, as she was taller than nearly every pony in all of Equestria.

She pressed the tip of her strap-on against Twilight's labia, pressing her chest against Twilight's back, between her wings. She had to make sure that Twilight couldn't feel the holes in her hooves as she pushed her way in. She was so slick that it didn't take any real effort to push her way in. Chrysalis was balls-deep in a single thrust, with help from two prior ejaculations.

There was little point in going slowly and warming up anymore. Chrysalis was going to drill as hard as she could. Her goal now was to leave Twilight as nothing more than a quivering mess on the bed, speechless and in a pool of her own juices. She began with long, heavy thrusts, dragging the flared tip of the strap-on against the walls of Twilight's pussy, grinding the medial ridge against her clitoris.

This was met with very loud moans from Twilight, who was even starting to drool. She was beginning to lose herself as, without her sight, her imagination began to fill in the gaps. It didn't feel quite like the stallion she wanted, but it was close enough that she could imagine that she was with one of her bedwarmers.

Chrysalis could feel almost nothing from the activity, as the strap-on she had worn was not double-ended, and she had no more desire of her own to dominate ponies. What she wanted was to fulfil Twilight's fantasy, and would stomach her own dominating presence to do so. If this is what Twilight wanted, this is what she would give her.

What Chrysalis could do was taste the intense and unparalleled pleasure radiating from all over Twilight's body. Not wanting to let all of that love go to waste, dripping into the bricks below, she leaned in to suck it all up.

But she found that she could not. She was already being fed with enough love to keep her satiated, and a mouthful of it immediately told her that this love was not for her, but for who she was pretending to be. In the days gone past, she would have sucked it up in a heartbeat, but now, she had a more refined taste. To take love that is not meant for her was akin to eating a meal seasoned to match somepony else's palate. It didn't taste right.

She let the love fall from her lips, dropping her tongue against Twilight's shoulder. Twilight's hoof immediately sprang up and grabbed the back of Chrysalis' head, pressing their bodies together. "Harder," she commanded between breaths. "Fuck me harder!"

Rubbing her tongue against Twilight's shoulder, Chrysalis did as she was told. Finally, Twilight was telling her what she really wanted. Twilight's moans reached a crescendo, and she came, soaking both of them in her feminine blast.

Without removing the blindfold or dildo, Chrysalis helped Twilight into the bed, snuggling up behind her. They both panted, spooning as Twilight slowly began to pass out from a combination of exhaustion and satisfaction. "I love you," came the words from Twilight's mouth, "with all of my heart. I'm sorry you couldn't finish."

Chrysalis sniffed the air again. There was no love for her in the air. She didn't think Twilight was lying, but perhaps her illusion was more effective than expected. She could have broken it by speaking, or by removing the blindfold, and she also thought that perhaps the bed itself would provide some sort of indication that she was not in the right place.

Rather than doing that, she wrapped her hooves around Twilights waist, pulled her in tight, and nuzzled her neck. She then planted a silent kiss on her cheek. It would be best that Twilight continued to think that she was in the embrace of somepony important. That would grant her a restful sleep. And when she woke, she would find that she was happy. When she did realize that the pony who had satisfied her so completely had been Chrysalis, she would be unable to claim it as a trick. Chrysalis smiled at the guard who had watched the whole thing, and lay her head back down, drifting off herself.